Haunted

But see, amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape intrude!
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes!- it writhes!- with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.

@ Martijn : I wrestled with sIFR for a while yesterday and finally just had to stop and accept how far I was able to get. I know that this post will anger people who have trouble viewing sIFR content (like some Linux folks) or some random browser builds. Sorry gang!

It looks nice. I like your treatment of the image. sIFR always works better then I think it should. Maybe some day we’ll have a internet font repository and browsers will just borrow fonts on the fly. I’m probably still dreaming. Keep up the interesting work.